The Lotus Root I Picked Up Turned Dark

[The darkened alternate route will drop as a bonus side story at the end of the month or in early February. For updates on my other writing, feel free to bookmark my author page and follow me on Weibo. I hope everyone reading this has good fortune in every season and a happy day, every day. Completed works on my author page: How to Raise the Third Prince of Red Lotus, I Confessed After Stabbing the Supreme God, and [Western Crossover] She Who Was Bound by Spiderwebs. Free story: Harry Potter: The Butterfly Effect. Little angels, come take a look! As the one and only designated heir to Qingchuan Jun, Lord of the Mortal Realm, Ye Wanqiu has been doted on by everyone in Baihua since she was little. She also has countless fluffy monsters she can pet whenever she likes. No second-generation immortal could have it better. Until one day, while away from home, she casually saved a stunning, battle-worn beauty on the brink of death, whose body carried a strange, sweet scent: Nezha, the Third Prince of Red Lotus. He once overturned the Four Seas, is the dragon clan's ancestral object of fear, and is now the Marshal of the Central Altar in the God Realm. He is also a family friend she has never met. From then on, it seemed as if some indescribable connection had bound them together, triggering all kinds of strange, inexplicable passive effects. Even worse, as the Azure Spirit Princess charged with protecting the mortal realm, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and team up with him for the long haul, fighting monsters and clearing dungeons. But as they fought their way through, the aloof beauty seemed to gradually awaken some incredible memories and strange traits. Somehow, he'd put his points in the wrong places: his obedience hadn't increased at all, but he'd maxed out clinginess and fiery temper. Before things could spiral any further out of control, Ye Wanqiu decided to give him a heart-to-heart as a comrade. "Let's talk," she said. "As your friend, it's my duty to care about your mental health. For instance, how exactly are you feeling right now?" Friend? Nezha looked at her. He had never thought of them as friends. They were the same kind, alike in every way, beings who were similar down to their very bones. The bond between them had no explanation, yet it was more powerful and profound than anything else, almost twisted and warped. The instinct of his lotus body was like a hungry monster, madly yearning to seize her and devour her. To disassemble and melt her, to tear into her flesh and swallow her whole, skin, flesh, and soul alike. Only then would it be satisfied. So she couldn't stand apart from him, and she could never be some so-called friend who felt nothing for him. He wanted them to become more alike. He wanted her to be tainted by the same unrestrained, instinctive desire. Only then would they be exactly the same, a match made in heaven. Reader's note: This blurb was first drafted on September 27, 2021, at 12:20 p.m., and revised on February 20, 2023, at 9 p.m. I have screen recordings as proof and will not tolerate anyone claiming otherwise. Theme: Every meeting is a reunion after a long separation. Cherish the people around you and live positively.